Luyện nghe bài hát Blur

Bad day my bitches
Negativity on my phone is
No more shine up on the Tech N9ne
They bad on the sickness
Comin' at a nigga so
Get up out of my bed, I'm of feelin' restricted
Fans sayin' I switched
They can tell I was hurt by at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, y'all know his
Said he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, that's
Got a Cabo Wabo, some biz and Ciroc, yo
wanna have it at my house, is there room for Frizz and Picasso?
Hell yeah, on down
Told Mackazilla that we on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on nigga
I ain't kicked it in
This 'bout to be cooler than
Got another call from my homeboy in Denver, named
He just into KC sayin' he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on duty and Stone'em was on models
All of my ready for action
When I woke, all I remembered is
I can try and tell you in the verse
But I don't really know happened

Mayday]
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, that's up
busted is my top lip
Real busted, puffy, like a nigga punched me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my mouth taste like big like my nigga Yukmouth
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a
I think I was takin' with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto butt
She was trippin' when another widow cut
In front of her to me and then I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep (Becka Joy)
But I don't even seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you really wanna (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, three in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a house full of and dancin'
And some losin' they and romancin' each other
And eating each other, and beating me
My publicist almost a bitch
Cause she punched my nigga with her fist
But he her out, instead
She line, nigga somethin' shoulda been said
Then somehow I touched her
My lip hit her big

It's just a blur, blur,
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur,
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur

N9ne]
Scenario, happened?
That nigga laughin', cause he made all the drinks potent
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was made up hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
Said that she got a little cocky and called me a demon and I out
that her body was bruised up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I told him I don't hit women, it was not me, I do stuff
Came downstairs, all my niggas still out
Then I saw bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a loose

The night was perfectly, all seemed well
I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' hell
I feel like myself, oh no
I've never ever felt this way in so long
just a blur

(Voice of a girl)

[Hook:
It's a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's just a